Full-level boss is not easy to chase

The High School Attached to the Academy of Fine Arts.

Leng Chan rubbed his temples with a headache, and looked at the middle-aged man in famous brand and the embarrassed vice-principal in front of him.

This middle-aged man is a friend of the vice principal.

"Principal Leng, I can pay the sponsorship fee."

"The high school attached to the Academy of Fine Arts does not charge sponsorship fees."

"But Makino just wants to take your class. Look at it like this. I keep my student status in the private school, and the class 201 who comes here borrows it for a year. Principal Leng, can this kind of request be met?"

"I'm sorry, but the capacity of the five third-year classes in the attached middle school is full, and it's really impossible to arrange transfer students."

Leng Chan will choose a class to substitute for in the last year of high school. This year, he chose class 201. I don't know who leaked the news. Many people came to intercede and ask for connections.

After all, it is the dream of many students to be able to attend the class of the vice president of the Academy of Fine Arts and the domestic surrealist painter in advance.

For a while, there was an awkward silence in the office.

"Dangdangdang... Is it Principal Leng? I'm here to apply for a transfer in the third year of high school."

A girl with short hair knocked on the open door of the principal's room and strode in.

Such a smart and beautiful girl!

Her black eyes were like jade, and her short hair flew up as she came in, a bit rebellious, but also heroic.

but!

No matter how good-looking you are, no matter how good your background is, it is impossible for the high school attached to the Academy of Fine Arts to accept you.

The class is full and there are no seats left.

Vice-Principal Gao looked at the girl who was applying for transfer, the corners of her mouth drooped slightly, and she refused seriously: "This girl, all the classes in the High School Attached to the Academy of Fine Arts are full, and there are no places left. You should contact other schools as soon as possible to avoid delays. own study."

"Full?" Xia Chu's Mo Yu looked at the man sitting on the chair.

Elegance, temperament, especially those eyes, seem to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

It should be the principal Leng Chan, a teacher she has never met.

As for the old woman who directly rejected her, she should be a member of the High School Attached to the Academy of Fine Arts.

The old woman's complexion is not very good, maybe it has something to do with that middle-aged man with an embarrassed complexion.

It has to be said that Xia Chu, who is good at observing everything in the world, guessed about the same for the three people in the principal's room.

Others, just others.

Xia Chu didn't take it seriously, and immediately judged who was in charge here.

"Principal Leng, my name is Xia Chu, and I want to study in the third year of senior high school at the High School Attached to the Academy of Fine Arts. I haven't settled my household registration in Beijing yet, can I join the class?" I respect the teacher who enlightened her online and took her on the road of realistic painting. .

"At the beginning of summer?"

"Hi teacher, I'm Xia Chu." Mo Yuyan met the headmaster Leng Chan's question, and Xia Chu nodded with a smile.

The master and apprentice immediately understood each other!

"School starts tomorrow, let's go to class 201, I will take professional courses." Leng Chan didn't even have time to think, and agreed in seconds.

"Thank you teacher, can I apply for a dormitory?"

"Of course, Principal Gao, you can call Director Zhang of the General Affairs Office and arrange Xia Chu to the girls' dormitory, um, a four-person room."

"Thank you teacher, I'll go back and prepare things, and I'll live in today."

Karma?
It's great to have a teacher. She doesn't even need to take out the notice that Principal Zhou gave her, and she can enroll directly.

The new transfer student entered the hot class 201 without any effort at the beginning of summer. Principal Leng even arranged for the dormitory application in person, which displeased Vice Principal Gao.

Vice-principal Gao brought his friends, and anyone willing to pay the sponsorship fee was fine. He only asked for an index of transfer students, and Principal Leng refused without hesitation.

Principal Leng, what does this mean?
Vice-principal Gao winked at the middle-aged man who was unwilling to leave, signaling him to make a fuss.

"Principal Leng, this is interesting. You said just now that there is no place for transfer students in the third class of the High School Attached to the Academy of Fine Arts. This girl came later than us. How come she has everything?"

The middle-aged man's tone was a little questioning, and he successfully stopped Xia Chu who wanted to leave.

Dare to question her teacher?

Teacher, look at me!

Raising Mo Yu's eyes, Xia Chu looked at the middle-aged man indifferently: "Sir, may I have heard wrong, are you questioning Principal Leng's decision?"

"Tch..." The middle-aged man squinted at Xia Chu, and his tone became even more sour: "The dignified teacher of the people, the principal of the high school attached to the Academy of Fine Arts, speaks contrarianly, how can such a principal educate students well, how can he deceive the world and steal his name and be respected as a painter?" of?"

The middle-aged man was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say.

Leng Chan's face turned cold, and he looked at Vice President Gao and the middle-aged man, and was about to speak, when Xia Chu took two steps back, looked up and down at the aggressive middle-aged man in front of him, and smiled:

"A villain is long-suffering, and a gentleman is open-minded. It really makes people gain insight."

To call him a villain is to be so bold!

Xia Chu withdrew his smile, took out a piece of paper from his schoolbag, and spread it on the table with a "snap": "Keep your eyes wide open, this is the admission notice from the high school attached to the Academy of Fine Arts!"

Leng Chan looked at the girl in front of him who covered his head, and smiled.

His favorite student, his pride, has finally arrived.